Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 133 A touch of pity

The different rudeness from the past made Feng Sumo stunned for a while, his eyes lost focus for a moment.

"How many times have I told you not to go out alone?" Restraining the anger in his heart, Moxiluo's words were half blame, half worry.

He is very angry, but facing Feng Sumo, who has been in a state of despair from last night to today, he just can't lose his temper.

Feng Sumo didn't answer, he raised his head slowly, and his clear eyes quietly fell on his face.

Now, is he worried about her?
"Are you feeling unwell?" Moxiluo was not used to her being in such a state of lack of energy, and put his hand on her forehead with concern.

"I'm fine." Feng Sumo gently waved his hand away, looking away uncomfortably.

"Where did you go today?"

"Go out for a walk." Feng Sumo responded lightly, turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

The palace where the two lived was completely independent, and their daily meals were also separated from the entire palace. Except for necessary times, Mexiro and Feng Sumo usually ate meals in the small palace.

When she came out, Jier had already set the tableware.

Since Feng Sumo likes simple things, Ji Er also prepares very simple dishes, carefully prepared Monaco-style seafood, braised mutton with prunes, and the accompanying soup is also seafood.

"Your Highness Su Mo, today's soup is specially made by Ji'er, you can try it." Ji'er greeted Feng Sumo with a smile when she saw Feng Sumo who came out.

Ji'er is not much different in age from Feng Sumo, and Feng Sumo is easy-going, so they get along more like a family.

"Okay." Feng Sumo smiled, sat at the table, before he could see the dishes clearly, a strong smell of seafood and mutton came to his nostrils.

Feng Sumo's expression changed, he lowered his head, and hurriedly pushed the table away and ran towards the bathroom.

"Your Highness Su Mo, what's the matter with you?" Ji'er looked at her dishes wonderingly, and wanted to follow up, but Moxiluo, who just happened to see this scene, chased after him first.

The door of the bathroom was locked, and the sound of splashing water came from inside, which lasted for a while before it stopped.

"Feng Sumo, are you alright?" Moxiluo was so irritable that he wanted to kick the door open again rudely. He raised his foot, but before kicking the door, the door bounced open automatically.

Feng Sumo stood by the door, his face pale.

"I'm fine." Looking at him indifferently, Feng Sumo walked past him out of the bathroom, but never dared to go to the restaurant.

Ji'er came to order another meal later, but Feng Sumo implicitly made an excuse and refused.

Moxiluo has been in the room since he came back, and has never left Feng Sumo's sight. His gaze would drift to her from time to time, with a hint of worry in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

When sleeping at night, Moxiluo still kept Feng Sumo's whole body in his arms in the usual posture, very domineering.

Feng Sumo thought about the inspection report during the day, tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep no matter how hard he tried.

"Do you want me to help you sleep?" Moxiluo's gloomy voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Hearing the hint, Feng Sumo froze. He broke his hand and fell asleep on the edge of the bed, "I don't feel well tonight."

"Then take a good rest." Holding her in his arms, Moxiluo's tone was a little helpless, a little... Painful.

Of course he knew that she was uncomfortable, but what he said just now was actually just to warn her and let her fall asleep, he was not so beastly as to want her regardless of her body.

"En." Feng Sumo didn't have the heart to distinguish the meaning of his words, so he answered and closed his eyes.

One night, no sleep...

(End of this chapter)